"Eh?" Xiaolan was surprised, "Conan-kun really likes detective games, but we should do this less frequently. He is still a child after all."
"How about I call dad."
Sera Masumi curled her lips cryptically: What's the use of calling Mouri Kogoro... No, we still have to find a way to get Conan over.
"By the way, I remember Xiaolan, isn't your boyfriend also a detective?"
"Hey!" Mao Lilan was looking for Maori Kogoro's phone number in the address book. Hearing this, he almost threw the phone away, "What kind of boyfriend! Shinichi and I are not in that relationship!"
"Sera-kun, you didn't even say your name." Sonoko said lightly.
"Sonzi!" Xiaolan was so embarrassed that she forgot to make a call and just focused on arguing with Suzuki Sonoko.
When the poison test results came out, Sera Masumi's attention was also attracted there, and she had no time to think about Conan.
"...You mean that cyanide was only detected on the chopsticks of the deceased?" Mumu frowned as he looked at the test report, "How did the murderer achieve such precise poisoning?"
"Have you checked the other places?" Shiliang leaned over, "In the dishes, on the table, or somewhere else."
"Everything has been checked." Takagi replied subconsciously: "Only the head of the deceased's chopsticks and the part of the dish that was touched had cyanide residue. There was no cyanide residue in the rest, including the water glass."
"Oh, that's how it is."
Seriang smiled slightly and looked at the three people over there.
Time passed by, and seeing that it was getting dark outside and there was no progress in the case, the three suspects couldn't help but feel a little impetuous.
An invisible mountain of pressure pressed on Megure's head. He took out his phone several times to call Mouri Kogoro, but finally put it down.
Sera Masumi was anxious for him, but Xiaolan saw the situation and took the initiative to help, dialing her father's phone number.
No one answered - she called again and was picked up this time, but was quickly hung up on.
Sera Masumi, who was very close, could clearly hear someone on the other end of the phone yelling with his tongue full of alcohol.
"Really." Mao Lilan stomped her feet dissatisfied, thinking about how to deal with the drunkard when she got home later.
"How about calling your boyfriend... Kudo-san, Kudo-san, maybe he has some good ideas."
"That's all we have to do." Mao Lilan sighed, praying that Shinichi wouldn't be busy now.
But before she could make the call, an incoming call appeared on her screen.
"Huh?" Xiaolan answered the phone: "Conan-kun, what's wrong?"
"Sister Xiaolan." Conan looked at the dark Maori Detective Agency. The night wind seemed to be getting colder: "You haven't come back yet?"
"It's over with Conan-kun." Mao Lilan realized that it was really late, "There was a murder here, and I may not be able to go back until a little later. Otherwise, why don't you go to the doctor's house to rest for the night first?
Bar."
"Homicide?!" Conan's eyes widened, "Okay, Sister Xiaolan, I'll go to Dr. Ali, but it's too dark and I'm a little scared to go alone. Can you call me?"
Jiang Chengdahe, who was walking him home but had not yet left, said: "..."
He was speechless and choked. Fortunately, Conan Edogawa was his last target, so he simply locked the car and followed Conan towards Dr. Agasa's house.
Conan asked Xiaolan to start recounting the situation there in a few words, and soon he discovered a problem:
"Except for the chopsticks, there is no poison on the rest of the place?"
"Yes...what? Is it over for today?" Xiaolan seemed to be talking to someone in the second half, and soon said: "Conan-kun, today's investigation is over for now. I will go back later."
"Wait a minute, Sister Xiaolan!" Conan quickly stopped her, "Do me a favor..."
The Mumu Police Department is having final conversations with the three suspects, although the three suspects' faces are full of impatience.
"Police Department." Xiaolan came over with the phone. The call between her and Conan was still open. "Officer Takagi asked me to ask you, did the three people sign the certificate for the storage of the evidence?"
Since there is no sufficient evidence, the suspect's belongings need to be sealed and handed over to the police station, and will not be returned until they are thoroughly inspected.
This requires the police to make a detailed list for three people to confirm and sign, and keep two copies with the Metropolitan Police Department and the person involved.
"Not yet." Mumu came because of this matter, "Please check them separately and sign here." He pointed to the lower right corner of the paper.
"..." Mao Lilan observed for a moment and suddenly laughed. She pointed at one of them and asked: "Is Miss Misa left-handed?"
"Eh?" Misa Inoue, who was signing, paused, "Yes, yes, they all know it."
"Is that so..." Xiaolan stretched out her hand, "Is Ms. Misa's right hand injured? The paper is placed on the table. If it is not fixed with one hand, it will easily fall away."
"Or... Miss Misa's right hand is inconvenient to touch things?"
Misa Inoue clenched her fists subconsciously, then raised her head and asked in confusion: "What do you mean?"
"Except for the top of the chopsticks, there is no poison anywhere else. This proves that the poison was directly put on the victim's chopsticks. Then the prop carrying the poison is very clear——"
The voice sounded from far to near, Serang Zhenshun raised the corners of his lips and exposed his fangs:
"You think so? Miss Misa Inoue was the one who handed the chopsticks to the deceased with her poisoned right hand."
Misa Inoue made a fist with her right hand, and placed her left hand on the back of her right hand on her chest.
Her expression said it all.
Megure called the laboratory, but Misa Inoue did not resist and stretched out her right hand for them to extract, even if it was key evidence that could point to her.
Seeing the police officer from the Laboratory Department extracting the information, Sera Masumi approached and asked, "Did you kill him because of something that happened in college?"
Misa Inoue's eyes glanced at the young couple hugging each other far away from her, and sneered: "Fuck couple."
"You——" The fourth house friend was fragrant. He wanted to curse but didn't dare to.
Misa Inoue has always believed that she was responsible for her friend's death - she did not pay attention to her friend's psychological condition in time, and even though she knew that her friend's boyfriend Harayama Osamu was snatched away by the green tea girl Yuka Shinomiya, she still agreed to Shinomiya joining the band
application.
She obviously noticed that her new boyfriend Gomo Reita was stimulating her by constantly PUAing her and using Harayama Osamu and Shinomiya Yuka, but he still ignored it because of the busy schedule of the band.
Until the band's performance ended and everyone was celebrating together, a friend jumped from the rooftop.
"I've obviously given up, so I don't want to hate anymore." Misa Inoue had tears in her eyes, running down her cheeks: "But do you know, that bastard Gomo came over after receiving the wedding invitations from Harayama and Shinomiya?
Tell me"
She imitated Gomo Reita's tone and said in a disdainful and malicious tone:
"Aren't you always jealous of her? You must have been having a secret affair with Shinomiya after you let him take away Yuan Shan. Are you willing to do it now that he is married?"
"How about we pretend to be together and then go to their wedding to make a scene?"
Gomo Reita's unabashedly malicious face seemed to reappear in front of Inoue Misa's eyes, and she looked at her like she was looking at a somewhat interested piece of trash.
She immediately remembered that he once looked at his friend like this.